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CHAPTER 44

Author: Tanner lolly
last update publish date: 2026-06-06 23:14:37

KORR

He spat again. The glob landed right on my stretched rim, mixing with the slick already coating his shaft, dripping down my taint in a hot, sticky string.

Then he drove forward. All the way.

His hips slammed against my ass. His balls—heavy, tight, wet with precum and spit—slapped against my taint with a wet, obscene smack. I felt him buried to the hilt. Felt his cockhead press against something deep inside me—something that made my vision go white and my cock jerk and a thick rope of precu
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